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Entry tags:
- !4th wall,
- !event,
- 9s,
- @heartstone manor,
- alphys,
- ashleigh mischief,
- carly nagisa,
- cole,
- commander syrlya,
- five,
- foster van denend,
- ginko,
- gongenzaka,
- herbert west,
- hinawa,
- john childermass,
- joker,
- jonathan strange,
- julien delacroix,
- junko enoshima,
- lambert,
- lauren,
- mercury black,
- miko nakadai,
- papyrus,
- reira akaba,
- rin okumura,
- rita mordio,
- sans,
- sora,
- steven universe,
- susan,
- taako,
- tallisibeth (scout),
- the psiioniic,
- tyki mikk,
- yotsuba tamaki,
- yugo,
- yuzu hiragi,
- yūya sakaki,
- zangetsu,
- zecora
⇨ FOURTH WALL EVENT! (OPEN TO ALL)
Who: Everyone and the 4th Wall Visitors!
When: Day 175
Where: Heartstone Manor
What: THE 4TH WALL BALL BEGINS! This is where unapped visitors can post and roleplay. Please read the rules and setting info below. For more information and visuals refs, read this. Questions can be asked over here.
Warnings: Individually marked! Could be a lot of things.
When: Day 175
Where: Heartstone Manor
What: THE 4TH WALL BALL BEGINS! This is where unapped visitors can post and roleplay. Please read the rules and setting info below. For more information and visuals refs, read this. Questions can be asked over here.
Warnings: Individually marked! Could be a lot of things.
THE GRAND BALL↴![]() Heartstone Manor is a giant, spooky castle floating in the middle of a twilight filled void. It is the home of a Wyld Fae calling himself The Prince - and despite his name, he is a bestial creature crammed into a gentleman's clothing, completely obsessed with replicating the ideals of old timey human society, much like the 1800's. The Prince and his many servants all dress in a manner appropriate to to the 1500's - 1800's, and decorum and beauty are held sacred above all else. All the workers of the carnival are currently staying there, in the hope of enabling a successful diplomatic venture between the Ringmaster and the Prince. The Grand Ball is being thrown by the Prince to honour these guests, but his manner of doing this is going to come as a bit of a surprise.
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Ada Wong | Resident Evil | 4th waller
Something about this is off. Ada can't pinpoint what exactly is wrong, but if anyone has a nose for this kind of thing, it's her. On the other hand, she did leave off on another mission, didn't she? What's to say this isn't related to that? It feels appropriate in its own way, whether it's the captivating palace or the odd sense of belonging that's keeping her from asking too many questions.
If nothing else, it's far from the first time she's walked along similar dubious lines.
Besides, parties like this one were always good for blending in and flexing one's covert muscles, so what else is a woman in a beautiful red dress to do than put herself out there and see what she can find?Ada carries a soft, alluring smile and a drink in her hand, both eyes open for anyone she can squeeze for a little info...and then her gaze meet yours. And that smile still holds.
“Are you going to keep staring or are you going to dance with me?”
Stargazing
Surprisingly, Ada needs a moment to gather her thoughts after “enjoying” herself in the ballroom. In her experiences, anyone who seemed like a mutated human in some way was infected with some form of experimental virus, yet there's not nearly enough carnage going to suggest that they could be bioweapons. And there's too many of them to assume they've got dominant carriers or top-notch genes like Wesker did. For someone who made a living working with the unnatural, this all felt too unnatural.
Still, it's better than any of them going berserk and murdering people. She's out on the balcony to take note of the land and the starry, expansive sky that seems to wrap around the castle, using it as a guise to look out for anyone who seems too suspicious. If she's lucky, maybe Ada will intercept something related to this mysterious castle and its owner...
Wildcard
Drop whatever prompt you want at her! Ada will likely play along to see what she can learn from your character. Feel free to PM this journal if you wanna plan anything.
Dancing
"Query: Which dance do you wish for me to perform? I have several preset dances, including Ballroom."
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"Ballroom in a ballroom it is. That's how all the fairy tales do it." And this whole thing kinda feels like a fairy tale. Knowing her luck, this is probably one of the darker fairy tales.
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Reaching up and taking Ada's hand, her expression never changed as she shifted into a stance next to her. "Query: Do you wish to lead or will Coppelia?"
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"You're taking all of this well. Magical palace, ballroom with all kinds of people...most people would at least bat an eyelash." Not that she has room to talk, given her own composure.
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"Coppelia one of 19 Chinese Farming Bots released in the MMORPG Elder Tale and has gained autonomy. I travel with my Master, who has saved this Coppelia from danger."
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"This place is as separate from a farm life as it gets, sorry to say. You seem like a natural fit for the upper class lifestyle, at least; looks are extremely important for that."
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"You misunderstand. I am a Gold Making Farm Bot, a AI. I was developed by a Chinese Gold Making Firm and placed into a video game. Every Coppelia is given the same appearance."
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"You seem like you have a learning AI, at least. Any chance you could learn to take a compliment?"
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"Master said I was special, and wanted to share her world with me. So perhaps Coppelia will be able to share her world with you."
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"U-Um," she stammers, sweating. "D-do you... WANT to dance?" she asks stupidly. She is definitely still gawping.
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"I'd love to." Unlike Peridot, she's maintaining that smile as the extended hand accepts the offer, deciding to add one more little tease before moving on. "That wasn't so hard, was it?"
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Peridot is confused-- panicked, even-- but not in an entirely unpleasant way? She kind of stumbles after Ada, letting her lead. "No," she mumbles awkwardly, shoulders hunched.
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"Good." Calmly, she leads Peridot to the dance floor, already moving in rhythm to the music. She's careful to try and keep from moving too fast, but if she's going to lead, she is expecting Peridot to follow, settling into that first position. "I bet you'd look cuter if you weren't so nervous."